Abattoir Blues

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Rather than a Nick Cave album, they should be named after something by
the Jesus Lizard or Mudhoney, such is the monstrous noise they make.
Singer Harry Waugh bawls cavernous Palma Violets gang chants over slabs
of psych rock sludge that, at their most melodic, resemble the Stone
Roses, Spiritualized and the Sex Pistols in a monster truck pile-up and
often build to crescendos they'll only be able to get on to record by
demolishing the studio on cue.